It's so easy to look outside myself and point out all the blame
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I'm saddened when I see a friend no longer acting the same
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I wonder how each one of them so easily falls away
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But the answer is identical to how I got this way
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No longer am I looking to you
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In darkness I have remained
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The struggling's a thing of the past
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And sometimes I miss the pain
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That pain is the evidence I'm fighting for a cause
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Every temptation a hurdle I know we can cross
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But then I let my guard down and the battle is gone
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Complacency takes over so I know something's wrong
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Help me, help me find my way
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I'm tired, I'm tired of living this way
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I need you to bring me back home
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Because I, because I hate being alone, all alone
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Miss The Pain
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| Much The Same |
